Little Birdie (trad./arr. Hillman)

little birdie, little birdie come and sing me your song
i've a short time to stay here and a long time zo be gone

i'd rather be in some dark hollow where the sun don't never shine
then for you to be another man's darling and to know you'd never be mine

little birdie, little birdie what makes you fly so high
for you know i'll aways be there waiting in the sky

oh, i'm glad i'm not a sailor out on the deep blue sea
for if i was sailing i couldn't rock you on my knee

we can fly on our silver wings up to the clouds so high
and paint all the pretty rainbows and color the big blue sky

from 'Country Music for Kids' 1992